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Purchasing artwork can feel like quite a commitment sometimes. Frequently, I hear people say their walls are already full and they have no room for anything else.
These tiny trolls and other vintage toys will fit just about anywhere! At with a small price tag to match their size, they can easily appease your art impulse buying.
I’m teaching a beginner drawing class at Art Alliance in Greensboro, NC. Here are some really helpful sources for the beginner.
And one of my drawings…
Best place to get supplies: https://www.jerrysartarama.com/drawing-illustration
…at smart sock monkey-ettes who wear glasses. Or do they?
I think this guy is about to… (as soon as he’s done being painted.)
Kind of a sassy monkey in process. She has just looked up from her book (and over the rim of her funky cateye glasses) after being distracted by her goofy monkey companion.
Boy Monkey will be in another painting of the same size and shape, to be displayed next to this one. He’ll be doing something goofy like dancing, or making a funny face…
Painting in process photographed with the model. 😉
Everybody loves sock monkeys. And sock monkeys love Everybody. They make people smile with their smiles…and their butts. Some are mischievous and some are just sweet. Some are vintage and some are newer. But really, who hasn’t had a sock monkey at some point, or still do, sitting prominently on your bed, or waiting patiently in your attic. Or, perhaps, off livin’ his own life, over here smoochin’ with my sock monkey…
I’m working on a series of sock monkey paintings now. Got any ideas of your own?
I’m ready to paint some fun stuff now! Recently started this one of smooching sock monkeys…
Ray was born on August 1st, 1968. Johnny was “born” a little while before that. He waited patiently until he was found by Grandma Knirs and given lovingly to this tiny baby named Ray. At first he had no idea what to expect. Although he dreamed about finding a loving home, he had no idea it would last a lifetime.
Most of Johnny’s fur has been loved off. He’s had emergency surgeries over the years to add more stuffing and repair seams. That could be cuz he was bursting at the seams with love for this little boy that took him everywhere over the years.
Now Ray is 50 years old; so is Johnny. And he still holds a special place in Ray’s heart – a tangible manifestation of the love from Grandma Knirs. He’s kept in a safe place, cherished. Johnny has been spending some time at my house lately in another safe place, up high away from the puppy who absolutely loves tearing up stuffed animals.
He sits patiently posing while I paint his portrait – recreating every visible stitch, every loved off patch of fur, the green of his eyes.